Chapter 640

Isabella’s POV

That was the woman who almost ruined everything. The woman Logan once loved. The woman who had to disappear for me to have the life I wanted.

She was dead. I had touched her cold hand, felt the stiffness in her fingers. She was gone.

I felt a shiver run through me, goosebumps rising on my arms as the memory played out in my mind. I was sure. I was absolutely sure. So why did Damien’s words shake me so much?

I took a shaky breath, forcing myself to think clearly. It was just a coincidence. That boy had nothing to do with Layla. He couldn’t.

Layla was dead. My spy confirmed it. I saw her body. I touched her hand. There was no life left in her.

But… What if I missed something? What if… No. I shook my head, silencing the nagging voice in my mind. I didn’t miss anything. I was thorough. I was careful.

I did everything right.

I sank onto the couch, my legs suddenly too weak to hold me. The room fe